Goodbye Summer!

Whew. The first 6 weeks of J being gone have both flown by in a blink of an eye and been agonizing at the same time. But, we are all alive, happy and dare I say thriving? Baby sister is literally days from her arrival. Isaac is absolutely loving school. Soccer has begun (more on that in another post...) and fall has been showing up in the early mornings and late evenings. It has been the best 6 weeks I could have asked for, given the fact that my husband is on the other side of the world.

I've said it before but, the resilience shown by young children just blows me away. We have made every effort to keep the adjustment of a big move, a new sibling on the way, Daddy having to go do his job elsewhere for a year, new school, starting team sports, etc as seamless as possible. I know there are things we could have done better but I can honestly say this transition went better than we could have hoped. We still have yet to welcome Sister, however, Isaac has shown no anxiety or apprehension about welcoming her to our wild little family. He is so ready for her to be here. We all are!

However, I think I have been trying to avoid the fact that her arrival means I finally have to face the fact that I have to give birth without my husband's physical presence. Part of me wants to just fast forward through the whole thing and be back home skyping with J while life carries on. However, I know I would regret not fully taking in the entire experience. Not that skipping over it is even an option. I'm just worried that my resolve and decision to just HANDLE and DO this will all disappear once it is actually time. But, I think I'll just continue with my "fake it until you make it" attitude and hope to come out gracefully without ugly crying for 48 hours in the hospital.

I realize this post isn't exactly reader-friendly, or well written but I just needed to get these things out. Hopefully I will be able to start writing more coherent and focused posts in the next few months. :)